(Song written and played for Pat and Jeanne on their wedding day, the 23rd May 2009)
Vésenaz, 01/05/2009
A Place to Rest (ballad for two big-noses)
My thoughts float around the room
Trying to write a few lines,
Conversations, looks and places
Vividly come to mind.
Time and distance separate us
But can’t change memories of mine.
But now you are each other’s
And creating something new.
‘N’ though I am still your brother
I’m separated from you.
We’re moving on into life,
How we’ve changed, how we grew!
Writing songs to seduce him, and never playing them when he’s around.
Spending hours talking to her, but never gaining any ground.
Eventually you found each other, no more drama for the crowds…
You should know, you’re the best,
Glad you finally found a place to rest.
Mint tea:
I would talk and talk and talk
While you’d listen happily.
Your most quiet words of wisdom
Speaking sanctity to me.
Hey, I’ll see you after class,
You alone who would just let me be.
Fresh coffee:
We would talk and talk and talk,
Even sometimes disagree.
Your kind and brash demeanour
Bringing me maturity.
In our worn-out, empty houses,
In apparent poverty.
I wanted to be there for you,
Hope to still have your esteem…
Writing songs to seduce him, and never playing them when he’s around.
Spending hours talking to her, but never gaining any ground.
Now that you have found each other, there's no more drama for the crowds…
You should know, you’re the best,
Glad you finally found a place to rest.
My thoughts float around the room
Trying to write a few lines,
Conversations, looks and places
Vividly come to mind.
Time and distance separate us
But can’t change memories of mine.
But now you are each other’s
And creating something new.
‘N’ though I am still your brother
I’m separated from you.
We’re moving on into life,
How we’ve changed, how we grew!
Writing songs to seduce him, and never playing them when he’s around.
Spending hours talking to her, but never gaining any ground.
Eventually you found each other, no more drama for the crowds…
You should know, you’re the best,
Glad you finally found a place to rest.
Mint tea:
I would talk and talk and talk
While you’d listen happily.
Your most quiet words of wisdom
Speaking sanctity to me.
Hey, I’ll see you after class,
You alone who would just let me be.
Fresh coffee:
We would talk and talk and talk,
Even sometimes disagree.
Your kind and brash demeanour
Bringing me maturity.
In our worn-out, empty houses,
In apparent poverty.
I wanted to be there for you,
Hope to still have your esteem…
Writing songs to seduce him, and never playing them when he’s around.
Spending hours talking to her, but never gaining any ground.
Now that you have found each other, there's no more drama for the crowds…
You should know, you’re the best,
Glad you finally found a place to rest.
© Joseph Antonio Natali, 2009
